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It's good to see ships sailing from the port again after being strike -barred.

Yeah.

Mr. O 'Neill won't be too happy, though, when he hears our news.

She's very high in the water.

Why, she's only carrying a quarter of the cargo we expected.

A quarter?

Why? Ask Senor Braganza. That's all he had for us.

Well, damn Braganza.

I thought I'm the one man that I could rely on.

Just when I need that money to buy those shares.

I can make a quick turnaround if you have a cargo.

Well, I can't say there's exactly competition for our services at the

On account of the strike.

A chance of a cargo for South America in two weeks or more.

We can't stand idle, meantime.

Antracite and potatoes.

We go to Swansea, pick up a cargo of anthracite for Jersey and come back with

the first of the new potato crop.

Very good, sir.

Oh, and I'll be sailing with you, Captain Baines.

You need to drive a hard bargain if we're to make a profit on this little

venture.

Mrs. O 'Neden on well, sir. She was not on the key to greet us.

Mrs. O 'Neden's no longer living in my house.

It was her own decision.

I'm sorry to hear that, sir.

Now, we must economize, Captain Baines. I suggest you lay off a couple of men.

Well, let's get it and through as it is, sir. Well, I'll be sailing with you.

I'll stand idle on my own ship.

Very good, sir.

About Mrs. O 'Neill, sir, she... Give me this.

La Vangro.

It's a very strange book.

It's about ginsens.

But it's improved my reading no end. But I ought to return it.

Don't worry.

We'll be back.

You've come back, have you? For some things.

Things?

That belong to me.

Nothing in this house belongs to you.

Maybe not legally.

But I've worked just as hard as you for our few possessions.

I've scraped and saved and gone without.

I've kept the accounts, paid out wages, balanced the books. It's a wife's duty

to help her husband.

You should have taken a partner, James, not a wife.

If I remember rightly, our marriage was a partnership.

I was desperate for a ship and you for a husband.

So, where are you living now?

You told me to leave your house.

Where I go from now on is no concern of yours.

Anne, if you'd undertake to be reasonable, I might be prepared to...

For what, James? What was my crime?

Disloyalty, if you must have a name for it.

Look, when a man's fighting for his very survival, the least he can expect is

that his own wife be loyal to him. But no, you're out there feeding the

strikers, the very people that are holding me up to ransom. I must go. And

told you that's not necessary, provided that you promise that it won't happen

again. You want me to promise that if I hear a child crying with hunger, I'll

refuse to feed him because you have a quarrel with his father? No, I want you

stop believing that God Almighty appointed you the keeper of my

Stop meddling in affairs that you know nothing about.

May I go, please?

You're a woman.

You won't survive alone.

You married me because I asked you, and you've never stopped reminding me of

that. If I ever enter this house again, it'll be because you've asked me.

Otherwise, never. As God is my witness, never.

I was waiting there for 25 minutes, almost half an hour.

I was working on the engine.

Did you take William to the doctor?

Yes. What did he say?

Apparently convulsions at his age are quite normal.

He asked if William had fallen and hit his head.

Of course he hasn't.

What's causing them? Says you'll grow out of it.

It's not serious, then.

He did ask if anyone in the family had been subject to fits. I said not on my

side. Then he asked about your family.

He didn't tell the doctor that... No, I didn't tell him that you were not his

father.

Should be a nice, easy little trip. Jersey's very pleasant this time of the

year. Mrs. O 'Neill used to enjoy this ride.

No references?

I'm afraid not.

Not from any previous employer?

It's the first time I've ever had to seek employment, ma 'am.

I see.

Well, that could, of course, seriously affect any kind of salary you could hope

to command.

Yes, of course.

What could you teach them?

Reading, writing, arithmetic, needlework.

French? No, ma 'am. German?

I'm sorry.

Well, perhaps that is not an insuperable objection, since they are all girls.

But naturally, for no experience and no foreign languages, I could not offer you

more than 25 pounds a year.

That doesn't say very much.

It's more than generous for a residential post.

Does that mean that I'd live in with the family?

You would, of course, take your meals in the nursery.

You would attend family prayers every morning.

Give weekly reports to Mr. Taylor concerning the children's progress and

behavior. Oh, any instances of disobedience or impertinence, you would

him at once.

Oh, I think I could deal with anything of that kind without troubling their

father. I think not. The eldest girl is turned 14 and given to Fitzoff Cullen.

Mr.

Taylor is well aware of this and would, I know, back up your authority in the

firmest possible manner.

I see.

He doesn't believe that the caning should be administered by the governess,

that she should be present.

However, I'm not sure that Mr. Taylor would want to employ a widow. All our

previous governesses have been spinsters.

When did your husband die, Mrs.

Anne? Ma 'am, I didn't... When did he die?

He isn't dead.

I parted from him.

You are telling me that you deserted him?

forsook your marriage vows. We disagreed over certain matters. And you have the

effrontery to come into my house and represent yourself as someone morally

to be put in charge of innocent young children.

What's going on there?

It's the boatswain.

He says Cook's fighting mad. He reckons Jock's been pinching his stuff from the

galley.

Caught him red -handed, did he?

No, he didn't, but he reckons it must be Jock. Oh?

Why?

Last night was half a bottle of whiskey win.

Ah.

Before that, the remains of the stew we had for dinner and some biscuits.

But Jock was on the dog watch.

The rest of them was in the fo 'c'sle.

So it looks like there's nobody else it could be.

Come on, me lad.

This don't need no one to word with you.

Peter Thompson.

And where's your home?

Jersey.

Sir?

Sir. I sailed from Jersey three weeks ago as a deckhand.

What ship?

Le Saint -Denis.

Le what?

Le Saint -Denis.

The food and the living conditions was really very bad.

Stand up!

So you jumped ship, eh?

Why? Well, I found I wasn't really suited to a life at sea. After all, I

to go back to the park.

Not suited to it, eh?

Pity!

Well, we'll see how you work aboard a British ship, then.

There's no need of that. I'll pay my passage.

Oh, a passenger, eh?

Right, that'll be £3 .10.

Next time you'll find it cheaper to get a quotation before the ship leaves port.

I haven't got the money on me, sir.

Right, then you'll have to work for your passage. But my father's a farmer. He's

got plenty of money.

Look, I'm short -handed and pressed for time.

Captain Baines, get him on deck.

But I offered to pay. He's not right. I should be forced to work. On board ship,

there's only one man who says what's right.

Now, Captain Baines here, he's master of this vessel.

He's judge.

He's jury.

He's guard.

What did you do for your love?

I hardly touched her.

I don't need him. What are you doing here?

Checking washing.

Lodging housekeeper. I had this on a balloon.

What's it all about then? She's stolen my purse and I've got to get it back.

Oh, you get out of here.

She's gone.

a day or two, till you find somewhere.

Fred, I couldn't pay you. You're not loved away.

Every penny I had was in that purse.

Never mind about that.

I'm not bothered about the money.

What about an Eden, then? Did he took you out or what?

Your husband went to jail.

For his part in the strike.

Another victory for the ship owners.

I'm sorry.

Well, you can order anything you like in the shops. There'll be no questions

asked. And Eden's credit's still good.

And they know you're his wife.

No, I couldn't do that.

I see.

That's different then, isn't it?

Have a straight with you, Mrs. and Eden.

Stay if you like. I won't charge you for the bed.

But the food you brought us last week in the strike, that's nearly all gone.

I got me and the baby to think about.

You can't expect me to keep you in food. Oh, I don't. I should get work, of

course.

What work?

I'm good at sewing and embroidery.

Oh, insurance is all you get round here.

Cunning's paid top safety an hour, and he's stingy with the candles.

He works his girls 15 hours a day, and he can't keep his hands off them either.

That's not quite what I meant.

You'd better ask a needy to take you back.

He might make you eat dirt for a bit, but it's better crawling to your old man

than to some old cow who'd have you for a governess.

You'll never manage on your own.

You have to.

Well, that's different.

I've had years of it.

Has your husband been in jail before, then?

Not in jail.

But he's often gone months without work.

He's a man that opens his mouth too wide.

Anybody getting pushed around, he has to shove his oar in.

People don't like signing up a man like that.

So how do you live?

I take him washing, go out cleaning.

I let a lady ask for it for three days a week and do her washing on Mondays.

Evening, I washed bottles in the crown for an hour.

One year, I did home sewing in the night, finishing off colours for

eight pence a grove.

Sometimes, when girls were small, it was bed at twelve and up at four, just

trying to fill their bellies.

How old are they now?

Mary's fourteen.

She's at cannings.

Lucy died when she was a baby.

You got any?

No.

Don't fret over it.

Just think yourself lucky.

Get on with it!

What's the matter with you?

Get on the yard!

Farmer's lad!

Get his feet off the earth and he's right to death!

I've called three times and Anne wasn't there.

You can't expect her to stay alone in the house all day when James is away.

I know how she must feel.

What? I might be a sailor's wife, the little I see of you.

Remember Elizabeth.

Fogarty calls on Friday evening.

It is to talk business.

It is not a social call.

We should ask him, Albert, if William's convulsions are... For the last time,

Elizabeth, if you think I can ask Daniel Fogarty for information about the

child, the child that bears my name, give even less delicacy a feeling than I

thought.

See, Jonathan, but I'll rush it.

Why, Wally, I've heard about that. He'd half murder him.

It's all right, you can come in now. It won't hurt you.

Who is he?

Name? Tanner.

Well, where's he here? Some money's supposed to be owing to him. With a half

dozen round here to see Wally since the strike. I can't do nothing for him.

Didn't you tell him?

Can't talk to him.

He's three sheets of the wind.

When he's got other ideas in his mind, then, dirty old beggar.

Give me a hand with him, will you?

answer yourself.

You've got a wife of your own, God help her.

Clear off home to her. Go on.

Hey, get her out before you spew up on my floor.

I've got enough to do without clearing up after you.

Oh, God, look at him. He's bleeding.

Must have hit his arm, the fender.

Well, I couldn't help it, could I? You'd know I was.

Not your fault. He's a disgusting man.

It is right enough to see when he's sober.

It's only when he's drunk he's a pig.

It was Cathy, I'm sorry, for his wife.

He beats her up something terrible.

The last baby she had was born black and blue all down one side.

Shall we get a doctor?

Who's got money for doctors?

He's looking white, though.

I'll get Cathy to fetch him.

Stay here and keep an eye on the baby.

It's out on the next street.

Where'd she go?

To your wife.

I'm going to tell Kathy, eh?

What's the matter with you?

Nothing.

Hey, look at that.

That's not just a picture, it's not.

No, you keep your hands off that baby.

I'm going to touch that young baby.

What the hell are you doing here, Annie Rod?

Please, your wife will be here soon.

Why don't you sit down and wait?

Why don't you sit down and wait?

You know, ever since I was a snotty -nosed kid, there'd be women like you

around.

All starts and Bibles and corsets.

And your kind of smell.

Why don't you sit down, Sonny?

You know what I've always wanted to do?

Give one of them up against the wall. If you touch me, I... You'll do what?

I'm touching you, aren't I?

Nasty old sailor, drinking a jar.

Touching you.

So you'll do what? I'll call the police.

If you were mine, I'd learn.

We don't want your salt pork in the noses in round here.

No, I don't want you, don't, my girl.

No.

I think I'll stop you. Alan!

Alan!

What on earth is going on?

Is this where you're staying?

For the time being?

With him?

Elizabeth!

Of course, you won't mind if I... Ask him to leave, then.

Your head appears to be bleeding. If I were you, I'd go somewhere and have it

attended to.

Or shall I ask the coach driver to step in and see to it?

Oh, on your feet, are you?

Go on, then. Cuff it out. You'll get home quick and I won't tell her.

She said she was going to help me took.

Did you? Yes.

Well, serve you right if she did and all.

You should never have said that, Ellen Jessup.

You'll be sorry you ever said that.

Oh, this is enough to make anybody join the band of old.

Well done.

Oh, another one.

This is getting quite crowded.

All right, lovey.

Mom's here now.

How did you find me?

I was on my way to the dressmaker's and I saw you turn into the lane.

I asked for the house a few doors along and they told me you were living here.

Yes.

I've left James.

Good for you.

But what are you going to live on?

I'll find work of some kind.

What was the row about?

Oh, of course.

James, it would be money.

I'm sorry, Elizabeth. I've said some hard things to his face, but I can't

him behind his back.

I see.

Well, if there's anything I can do.

Yes, there is.

Don't tell anyone where I am.

Very well.

Anything else?

She's got no money. I'll manage.

James thinks that as long as I live under his roof and eat at his table, he

prevent me from acting according to my conscience.

Well, I can't live like that, and I won't.

Here's one and a half coffins. It's all I've got on me at the moment.

Will you take it or not?

You can call it a loan if you like.

She'll take it.

Now, look.

It's all right.

I shall repay it, Elizabeth.

I'll put aside a part of my earnings each week.

Oh, goodbye, then.

Goodbye.

I'm so sorry I wasn't here to receive you, Miss Callan. Oh, it's no

matter. If you would be kind enough to return these to Mr Fraser, with my

apologies for the delay.

Albert's original design for his steamship?

Yes. Albert hoped you'd be impressed.

Yes, I suppose I am.

But my advisor is not, and he knows much more about these matters than I.

You mean Mr Fogarty?

Yes.

My first one was also a ruby.

My engagement ring from Daniel.

Your first one.

Albert gave me this diamond.

Before you married Mr Fraser, he were to marry someone else.

Why, Miss Callan, I do believe Daniel hasn't told you.

You're saying that you and Daniel... That's right.

Daniel has never once mentioned it. Oh, it must have flipped his mind.

He always was forgetful.

Have you finished?

Nearly.

You're feeling better?

Oh, yes, thanks.

Not sore?

Just a chip -like sweat.

Isn't it lonely to sit down?

My feet are like blocks of ice out in that yard.

There's a little bit of tea in that bag, if you like to mash it. Mrs Morley gave

it me yesterday.

I'll have them here.

You've been crying.

You could have given him a drop of Mother Bailey's quietening syrup.

Helen, no, you shouldn't give him that.

It's got opium in it. It's just opium and treacle.

What would I do then when I go to Mrs Morley's?

I'd go to take him to feed him.

If he was yelling in the basement, they'd hear in the parlour.

And no lady's going to put up with that. Maybe that's why the other baby was bad

for him, really.

It would be a damn sight worse for him if she turned me off. He'd starve.

And Lucy died of scarlet fever from there.

I'm sorry.

This tea's wet.

She wouldn't hardly have given me if it wasn't, would she?

That's only been brewed once. There's plenty of art in it yet.

Trouble with you is you don't know what you're saying half the time.

I worried all night over what you told Jack Tanner. What did I say?

About having him took.

Harassed the Jimmy?

Hmm. Tell him he had no right to behave like that. Somebody should tell the

police. Oh, then he'll be locked up, yes.

And then Pappy will be left the way I'm left.

Only she's got four kids instead of two.

What good would it do?

I never knew a man went in there yet that didn't come out worse.

Even my Wally.

I'm dreading to think how he'll be.

I never thought of it like that.

No. You live in a different world, that's why.

Oh, well.

Newport, I just forgot these last few sheets.

Oh, thank God you're back.

He's been like this for hours.

He wouldn't take anything from us two.

Yes, I know.

I need him too.

I've been worried out of my mind.

That's right.

My only.

I didn't know what would happen.

It was time to...

He went and gave my name to the police.

What for?

Said there'd been sailors coming to the house.

Well, of course there had, but asking after Wally, that's all.

You don't know what I'm talking about, do you? No.

Well, if anybody goes and tells them that he thinks you've given him a

you know, and that you might give it to others, they just come and whip you off,

have a look, find out if it's right.

Doesn't that?

The contagious disease, is that?

Oh, that's the one.

But, Helen, I thought that was only for... I didn't know they had no right.

It's not that I haven't got no rights.

If you've got it, they keep you in the lock hospital, they call it.

It's worse than a jail. You can be there for months, you can't get out.

Or, if they don't find it, they give you a card. A card you can show to the

sailor to say that you're clean.

They give me a card, Mrs. O 'Neill.

Oh, God, that swine of a man. He knows damn well I'd have been on the streets.

It was only spite.

What happened to your leg?

That's because I wouldn't ever do it. If you fight, then they put you in clamps.

My fault. I should have known better.

I didn't know such things could happen in England.

Your England's a different place than mine.

I think you'd better go back to it. You're only causing trouble here.

I'm sorry.

You're never going to manage without your man anyway.

If you can, then I can.

No.

For me, it's life and death.

You, you're just playing games.

Oh, just look at them sheets he knocked in the mud.

I'll have to throw them again.

It'll be a day late.

Mrs. Morley said if that happened again, I'd have to finish.

Oh,

I'll have to go round tomorrow and bow and stray from the caboose.

What if she still won't keep me?

It'll be getting up at four instead of six and scrubbing down your steps that

took us an hour.

Are you going to do that when your almond is gone?

Are you going into a sweatshop and work yourself blind 60 hours a day?

Are you going out in the frozen fields thinking I'll turn it?

No, you're a kind of different breed.

You'd rather make a hole in the river than live a hard life.

No, I won't do those things. It would be a waste when I can do something better.

I'd have found something by now if only I'd felt well enough.

I haven't felt well for the last ten years.

But I can't stop, can I?

When we stop, we starve.

Please, Ellen, it's not my fault the world's so unfair. Don't hate me for it.

I could change it, I would.

Just let me stay till Saturday. I can pay my share till then.

And after Saturday, you'll go on.

After Saturday?

I just don't know.

Congratulations on your engagement to Miss Callan.

Mr. Fraser, I would be glad if you would not discuss business matters with Miss

Callan behind my back. Ah, so she told you I'd shown him the original designs

for the Golden Nugget. She did. And I explained to her the utter folly of

building such a vessel without sails.

I trust she was sensible enough to realize the folly of such advice.

You are a burden to me, Mr. Fraser.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Good evening, Mr. Fogarty. Good evening, Mrs. Fraser.

Elizabeth, I told you I did not wish to be disturbed.

I thought Mr. Fogarty had left.

Mr. Fogarty, you've come here to look at me plans for the golden nuggets.

I have seen them, Mr. Fraser. But not the improvements.

There's some relevant papers in the pocket of me greatcoat, Elizabeth.

Oh, yes, Albert.

I've got your note about the doctor's request.

Yes. Now, I asked an old aunt of mine. She said there was no history of

convulsions in any member of our family as far as she knows. Oh, thank God.

Is, uh... Is, uh... William any better?

Oh, he's fine now, but I couldn't rest till I was sure.

Macallan told me of your engagement.

She showed me her ring.

I thought it a pity to waste such a fine ring.

You didn't tell her... No, Daniel.

But I did tell her that we were once engaged.

She seemed quite surprised.

I had no reason to tell her.

And good reason for not telling her, perhaps?

I don't understand what you mean.

If she was somehow to discover that you were William's father... I see.

Oh, that would suit your purpose admirably. My purpose?

Phrasers, then, were your brother James.

Oh, yes, they would dearly love to cause a rift between Emma Callan and I.

And you have a lot to lose, don't you, Daniel?

Marry Emma and you'll be the Callan line, all 25 ships of it.

Well, now, here they are. I've no wish to see the improvements to your original

design, Mr Fraser. Only the design is approved by the shareholders, with math

and sales.

And until you've prepared that, there's little point in our wasting each other's

time. Good night to you.

You cracked her rib, most likely.

It could have been worse if the boat cover hadn't have broken your fall.

How much longer?

Oh, we'll make port in a few hours.

Your mother will be glad to see you, eh?

What is it like?

She died last April.

He's got another he wants to marry.

That's why you ran away to sea.

She used to tell me about Lord Nelson.

She could talk about anything.

She read hundreds of books.

She thought Lord Nelson was a wonderful man.

A sailor and a gentleman.

And I thought it would be a noble thing.

They don't put everything in books, lad.

Did you get anything?

No.

What did Mrs Morley say?

So, uh... She kept me on.

Oh, I'm so glad.

I had to cry to get her to do it.

Even then she'd dock me threepence for the inconvenience. She sounds a very ill

-tempered woman.

Her old man started chasing after girls. She'd got to take it out on somebody.

She got a man the sack from Tumley's this week.

He'd been there five years doing the cash.

Now he's got to go.

Just because he got her change wrong.

And she said he was insolent.

Well, what did they get instead?

How should I know?

Tom would never take a woman.

It's figuring.

We make good speed, Captain Bates.

I said we'd make some hell here by noon, and I wasn't far out.

Well, you get that coal up as fast as you can, and with any luck, we'll have a

cargo of potatoes waiting for us by the time you've unloaded.

Look at him.

Can't wait to get back to the plow.

He'll never leave the farm again, I warrant.

Mr. Needham.

Yes? I understand you're looking for cargo potatoes.

That's right.

If you'd like to follow me up here.

Where is it, then?

The name's Thompson.

Thompson.

But here's my son, Martin.

You got any children, Mr. Needham?

No. I've got two sons.

The youngest of them are a little fool.

He ran off to sea.

Young Peter's father, eh?

Yeah. But Martin here does exactly as I say.

It hardly seems fair, does it, Martin?

If it wasn't fair, oh, no, little Peter.

Two under one, eh?

Mind if I stay and even it up?

What's obliged, Captain?

My pleasure, sir.

You wait and eat it.

Our turn will come.

Oh, come, come now. You don't expect me to take you seriously.

It's no job for a young lady.

Not all that young, Mr. Chumley. And most of your customers are ladies.

Ah, yes, but bless your heart.

Women weren't meant to bother the pretty little heads about ledgers and

arithmetic and credit balances.

Whatever would people say?

That where Chumley's Emporium leads, others follow. No, no, no. If it were

haberdashery counter, I wouldn't hesitate.

But this post calls for a... Now, yesterday, for instance, you see, East

don't tally.

This is how he walked off and left them. May I see?

It's only a matter of two shillings.

But we must have accuracy.

Speed and accuracy.

It's no use.

I've checked it myself.

He must have made a wrong entry.

Oh, it's here, Mr Chumley.

Well,

I have a confession to make. Sometimes our very weaknesses come to our aid. You

see, he writes his sevens like nines.

I tend to do the same myself.

I believe a lot of ladies do.

You'd need to be very careful about that.

Oh, I'd take the utmost pains to correct it, Mr Chumley.

Aye.

I take it you have references.

Would you mind very much if I first mentioned wages?

Oh, I couldn't give you what I was given, Mr Bannerman. Of course not.

I'd do the job for half the money.

Well, Mr Chumley.

Any sign of the cargo, sir?

Tuesday they blamed the weather. Said it wasn't right for lifting potatoes.

Wednesday, shortage of labour.

Yesterday, trouble with haulage. Today, there isn't going to be any cargo,

Captain Baines.

No cargo?

What sort of firm is it we're dealing with?

Very influential.

Biggest on the island.

Name of, uh... Thompson and something.

Oh. What do we do now, then? Only one thing we can do. Sail without cargo?

No time to waste if we're going to pick up that cargo for South America.

Yes, sir.

Well, don't just stand there, Captain Baines. Ship will not sail with a crew

playing pitch and toss.

Aye, sir.

Bolton, catch the mate from below. We sail for Liverpool in the hour.

Yeah, I'll be back.

That one to Mr. Recton.

That one to Mr. Stevens and bedding.

No, not that one.

That's mine.

Well, James, I've still got my head above water.